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Nobody really curb stomps people. Thats just a pathetic day dream you must've had.
I've been in many fights. My first fight I got my ass kicked so bad. I kept coming in to swing and got rocked in the side of my head everytime by this black kid. Eventually after he realized that i wasn't going to stay down he tackled me and gave me a few good blows to the head until I was nearly unconcious. I went to school the next day with my head looking wrecked, His friends were pointing out to everyone " damn, look at what Hakeem did to his face, look at that knot on the side of his head." and I just walked through it. I never fought that kid again, me and him became friends shortly after the whole thing.
I got into a fight like a year back. I was walking home from the mall with my little brother and some white kids who thought they were Arians were following us trying to start problems. They were throwing stuff near us, and yelling shit. After about 10 mins. I told my brother, hold my shit an run home I'm about to fight these faggots. I looked back at them one last time just to get a good look. I kept walking thoug and they eventually turned off onto a different street. But before they crossed they screamed out " fucking ******s" to me and my brother. I was so angry that night. So angry that I didn't go back and fight those dudes. Anyways A couple days later I was near the mall at a wal greens and i see the same white dude ( knew it was him because he was wearing the same stupid fuckin shirt, same build and same ugly face) and he was returning a movie. He was alone, I was alone. So i walked up to him while he was returning a movie from the REDBOX thing. I asked him if he remembered me and to repeat what he called me a couple nights back. He walked away and mumbled ****** under his breath. I hit him so hard in the back of his head that I dislocated my middle knuckle. He fell so hard forward. I shook off my hand and he grabs the back of his head while he's on one knee and looks at me with that mad cry face. Then he gets up and swings at me and hits me in the side of my head, his punch softened by me blocking with my hands. Then I just tore at his face with my fists, I got his head against the wall and i began to elbow him. He eventually curled up into a ball and some white lady sitting in her car, i guess waiting for someone gets out with her phone in her hand and says "HEY!, Im calling the police!" and i just took off. made me feel better though . I now train Muay Thai at Gracie baja now. Its fun and a good hobbie.
LOl long story huh. BTW im half black ofr those of you who dont know.
I didn't say I was the person fighting.
